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Author: YAWN - Yet Another Writing Newbie.  

Copyright 2010-2011 YAWN Electronic distribution permission granted to
asstr-mirror.org.  Permission for any other use must be obtained by contacting
the author via asstr-mirror.org.  

If you can't tell this is fiction from the copyright date and the story
dates, you're either not old enough or not smart enough to be reading
it.  



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Wednesday, 26 August 2015 03:15 

"No!  No! I hate you!  I hate you!  Stop!  Stop!  I can't stop!  I can't
stop!" 

"Sarah.  Sarah, wake up Sweetie." 

"I hate you!  I can't stop!" 

"Sarah, you're having a bad dream." 

"I can't stop!  I can't stop!  I can't stop!" 

"Sarah.  Sweetie, you're having a bad dream." 

"I can't stop!  I can't stop!  I can't" 

"Sarah! Wake up!" 

"Poppy, why are you yelling at me?" 

"Sweetie, you had the bad dream again.  I've been trying to wake you up
for almost five minutes." 

"Bad dream?  Oh - I remember - I kept squeezing his head and I couldn't
stop, I couldn't stop, I couldn't.." 

"Shhh, let me hold you 'til you feel safe again." 

"Daddy, what was all the yelling?" 

"Honey, Sarah had that really bad dream again." 

"OK, I'll go back to sleep,  I know you'll take good care of Sarah." 

"Yes, I will." 

"Poppy, can we do kissy-face and 'other stuff'?" 

"Within limits.  Dr. Chambers said you can have all the tongue sucking
you want, but only the head of my penis inside you until delivery." 

Didn't I just have this conversation?   But with the dark-haired twin.
Glad there are only two of them - if there were more of them I'd never
remember which conversation I've had with whom. 

"Oh, Molly has the same limits?" 

"Yes, little mind reader.  I thought you were to tell me when you could
read my mind this easily?" 

"Sorry, Poppy.  It's just been in the last few days.  Lots of things are
easier or work farther away since the last battle.  Is using my powers
like exercising?  You know, the more you do the stronger you get?" 

"The doctors don't know and we haven't explored the limits of your
powers.  Can you reach out your mind and pick up that pillow?" 

"That's easy!" 

"It may be easy now, but you dropped it the first time you tried.  Try
lifting the front legs of that chair off the floor." 

"That's easy, too." 

"Now the back legs also." 

"It's harder to balance, but the lifting is easy." 

"OK.  Very gently, put the chair back down." 

"Umph!  It's hard when I go slow." 

"I think we should start the 'Mind Olympics' and have you and Molly
train in the workout room on floor 6.  There are weights of many sizes
for you to practice with." 

"Can we get back to kissy-face?  I don't care what you do, just give me
the good feeling!" 

"You're wearing too many clothes.  You take care of that problem and we
can do the slow and gentle things that Molly and I did earlier." 

"You mean not quick and not deep?  That won't be any fun." 

"Molly got the good feeling without quick or deep - and she stayed awake
to feel how long it lasted." 

"It lasts longer than just the time to faint?" 

"Yes, Sweetie, it can last a long time.  I think Molly said it was like
waves going over her again and again." 

"I'll try it - but only this one time unless it really feels that good."


"Do you want to get me wet?" 

"I can suck your penis?" 

"Only a little, unless you want the squirt in your mouth." 

"Sometimes I wanted my Daddy to squirt in my mouth, but I want you to
squirt in my vagina tonight." 

"Mmmmm mmm mmm." 

"What?" 

"You're wet now.  I'll scoot in and you hug me tight to put it in." 

"That's what Molly said and I didn't let her get it that far in either."


"You're no fun." 

"Just keeping your baby safe.  We'll have time for more fun later." 

"Let me stroke you." 

"Slow down, little love monster #2.  We're going to make this one last a
long time." 

"But I don't want to slow down!" 

"I don't want to 'teapot' you either, but it's go slow or go without." 

"You'd just stop in the middle?" 

"Yes." 

"I guess you would.  OK, is this slow enough?" 

"That's a very good speed, Sarah.  I love your touch." 

"Would rubbing my boobies make it happen too fast?" 

"I'll do that slow and gentle also." 

"The feeling is getting better, Poppy, it's just so slow!" 

"But you get to feel it build up and you feel it for a lot longer." 

"You're right it's getting even better but I don't think I'll faint this
time." 

"That's what we want, Sarah.  The good feeling that comes slowly and
lasts a long time." 

"Are you gonna squirt in me?" 

"In a little while.  I squirted in Molly just a few hours ago, so I can
last longer this time." 

"But I won't faint if you don't squirt!" 

"If you get the big good feeling and don't faint, then you can go to
sleep with my penis in your butt - I might even squirt there." 

"Wow!  Talking about squirting in my butt made the good feeling get
really strong - it just keeps running over me!  Is this what Molly got?"


"That's how she described it.  The two of you can compare feelings in
the morning.  Snuggle up - you need some sleep and so do I." 

"OK, Poppy.  I'm glad you made me do slow and gentle.  Can I really
sleep with you in me all night?" 

"Yes, but let's use some of this lotion for lubrication.  I don't want
your butt so sore that you walk funny or it hurts to sit in the
morning." 

"I love how you take care of us.  Ooh, I like having you inside me, even
it's only a little bit." 

"I like being inside you, too.  Goodnight, Sarah." 

"Goodnight, Poppy." 

Maybe I'll get three or four hours sleep now... 







"Daddy, can we have pancakes for breakfast?" 

"Do you really want me to answer that again?" 

"I know, the list from Dr. Chambers.  Can we have some of the Thai foods
that she said I could eat all I want?" 

"Is there a Thai cookbook in the library?  Or would you rather have a
Thai cook teach you how to make those foods?" 

""What Thai cook?"" 

"If you asked Dr. Trang very nicely, do you think he might be willing to
teach you?" 

"He did the snake that tastes like chicken enchiladas!" 

"Yes, and he also prepared other foods that you liked - there were no
leftovers from the food he brought us." 

"Except the pickles, Poppy." 

"I know, you still don't like pickles." 

"Daddy, how do we ask him?" 

"He'll be in the cafeteria for lunch around 1PM, so we can go then and
ask to sit at the table with him.  You can tell him how good the foods
were and ask if he can teach you." 

""You know how to do everything!"" 

"Back to breakfast.  We have oatmeal, eggs, turkey bacon, .." 

"Oatmeal." 

"Eggs." 

"OK, but you both need more balance in your breakfast.  Look at the
chart and pick out some other foods to go with these." 

"Bacon with my oatmeal." 

"Cheese in my eggs." 

"Close enough for this morning.  Pour yourselves some milk.  Later we'll
work out some other meal combinations for each of you." 

"Can we go talk to Dr. Trang now?" 

"Sweetie, what time did I say he would be at lunch?" 

"One." 

"And what time is it now?" 

"Seven." 

"Is he at lunch yet?" 

"No, but can we make time move faster?" 

"Not yet, but there are some things we can do until lunch.  Sarah, lift
that chair just a little." 

"Are you helping her, Daddy?" 

"No.  Put the chair down gently, Sarah.  We discovered last night that
some things are easier for her and that some of her powers work further
away than before.  You see if you can lift just the front feet of the
chair off the floor." 

"That's not hard." 

"Also lift the back feet a little." 

"The lifting isn't hard but balancing is." 

"Very gently, put it down." 

"That's hard!" 

"Sarah also said the 'down gently' part was hard.  I want both of you to
come with me to the workout room on floor 6.  There are weights of
different sizes and I want to see how much you can lift.  I told Sarah
that we might have a competition and we could call it the 'Mind
Olympics'." 

""But Beth can beat both of us!"" 

"We would have different classes.  Certainly eye color will be the
primary factor, but age might also be included.  There are kids older
and younger than you.  The younger ones probably haven't had much
experience with their powers and the older ones probably have more
experience." 

"Would there be things like throwing the javelin and high jumps?  If I
can pick myself up, I could jump really high!" 

"There are mats in the workout room - you can try lifting yourself and
have a safe place to land." 

""Let's go!"" 

"First brush your teeth and get dressed.  I don't plan to let my naked
daughters out of our quarters." 

""Oops!"" 

"I know, you forgot.  Scoot and get comfortable clothes.  Long pants and
a long-sleeved shirt would be good to protect your skin from mat rash." 

"Mat rash?" 

"What you get when you don't land smoothly and slide along the mat." 

"Like sidewalk rash when you fall off your bike?" 

"Yes, Sarah, just not as bad because the mats are softer than concrete.
I also plan to only let one of you try to be in the air at a time so I
can catch you if needed.  Pregnant girls should not be falling,
especially if you're falling from the ceiling."  

"Can we tell the Sheila about it?  She's probably more like us than like
Beth." 

"Let me call her mother and see if she wants to come with us." 

Ring!  Ring! 

"Chambers residence.  This is Sheila." 

"Hi, Sheila.  This is Colonel Wilson.  May I speak with your mother?" 

"Just a minute.  'Mommy, it's Mr. Wilson.'" 

"Hello, George.  What can I do for you?" 

"Hi, Willa.  Question you may not want to answer.  Can Sheila move
objects without touching them?" 

"How did you know?  She's been flying her teddy bear around the room
singing 'I get to fly an airplane Saturday!'" 

"Both my girls can do that.  We're going to the weight room on floor 6
so they can test their strength with the various weights there.  Would
Sheila like to join us?" 

"Sheila.  Colonel Wilson says that his girls can also fly their teddy
bears." 

"What?  I'm not weird after all?" 

"Apparently not.  They are going to the weight room to see how much they
can lift and have invited you to come along." 

"Yes!  I like being with Mr. Wilson." 

"You'll have another girl for the day, Colonel.  I have a late meeting
and it will be bedtime for her before I get home.  Would I be imposing
to ask if she can spend the night with your Molly and Sarah?" 

"Molly, Sarah.  Would you like to have Sheila stay all day and spend the
night?" 

""Yes!"" 

"I think you heard that without me repeating it." 

"I certainly did.  I'll have Sheila pack a small bag and she'll be ready
in 10 minutes." 

"We should be there about then." 

"Bye." 





"Molly, Sarah.  Can you really move your teddy bears with your minds?" 

""Yes."" 

"Can just one of you answer me?  That stereo sound is spooky." 

"You tell her, Sarah." 

"OK, Molly.  Yes, Sheila, we can move our teddy bears - and today we can
move a chair that's lots bigger and heavier than the bear.  Poppy is
taking us to the weight room so we can see just how much we can lift.
We'll also want to try to lift ourselves and he said only over the
padded mats and only one at a time so he can catch us if we fall." 

"You really think you can fly?" 

"We'll know in a little while." 

"OK, girls.  I have this part of the room reserved for you to use.  It
has double mats on the floor and all the things you might bump into
while trying to lift yourselves have been removed." 

"Are the weights all lined up by how heavy they are?" 

"Yes, Molly.  Each of you has the circular weights from a barbell in 5
lb increments from 5 lb to 100 lb.  Start with the lightest and try to
lift it up to eye level, then put it down gently.  Sheila, both Molly
and Sarah say that 'down gently' is the hardest part.  That's why you
must demonstrate control of 'down gently' before you can move up to the
next heavier weight." 

"But I lifted the chair this morning, Daddy.  I can do the little
weights!" 

"The little weights are heavier than you think they are, Honey.  The
blue one weighs about as much as you do." 

"It's not very big.  How can it be so heavy?" 

"These weights are made of iron and steel, which is heavy for its size.
Each of you start with the weight marked '5'." 

"Poppy, are you sure of the weight?  It's heavy to be so small." 

"Yes, Sweetie, I'm sure.  Now show me 'down gently'." 

"Down is harder than up.  Now we do the one marked '10'?" 

"Yes, Sheila.  Each of you pick up the '10'.  Back down gently.  Now 15.
 Back down.  No, down is always gently.  Try it again.  That's much
better.  Now 20 - remember down gently.  Now 25 ..." 

CLANG! 

"Oops.  Sorry, Daddy.  It slipped out of my 'hands'." 

"Slipped because you turned to see who was coming in the door?" 

"Yes, Daddy.  Is this gonna be like the mind hug where you hafta stay
with it no matter what happens?" 

"Yes, Molly.  What would happen if the thing you were holding up in the
air was you?" 

"That could hurt!" 

"That's why you're practicing with the weights.  When you can hold a
weight that is heavier than you are, even when tickled, the you can try
to lift yourself." 

"But Poppy, I weigh 50 pounds.  That's more than twice what this piece
weighs." 

"I know, Sarah.  That's why you're gradually working up to heavier
weights.  When you can pick up 60 pounds - and put it down gently - I'll
let you try to pick yourself up." 

"Mr. Wilson?  Where would I put my 'hands' to pick myself up?  I don't
have any handles." 

"How does your Mom pick you up?" 

"With her hands under my arms." 

"Then you can try to put your mental 'hands' under your arms and pick
yourself up.  But first you have to be able to pick up at least 60
pounds.  On to the next weight for all of you - and remember the 'down
gently' part." 

They are doing it.  30.  35.  40  45.  50 - about their own weight and
they've slowed down some plus are having more trouble balancing it.  55
- struggling to lift and to balance.  60 - up off the floor but very
wobbly; they won't be doing themselves more than a few inches above the
mat. 

"OK, girls.  I said you had to lift more than you weigh before you could
try to lift yourselves.  You've all done that, even if you are very
wobbly.  Lie down on the mat and think your 'hands' under your shoulders
and your knees.  Lift slowly - just enough to get above the mat." 

""WOW!"" 

+Candlestick!  +Teapot! 

+What?  +.What? 

+You're too high and you're all over the mat!  Back down slowly and
gently. 

"Mr. Wilson.  Did you say candlestick and teapot?" 

+No, Sheila, I thought it.  But I was 'yelling' at Molly and Sarah so
you 'heard' me because you were close. 

+@What do those words mean? 

+Those are the 'magic' words I gave them so they can stop me if
something we're doing hurts or is too scary.  I also use the words to
stop them from doing things if I need to. 

+@Stop you?  Like when doing kissy-face or making babies? 

+Yes, and any other time they don't feel safe. 

+@Can you give me a 'magic' word?  I want you to do 'stuff' with me too.


+What about Bill Jackson? 

+@He's nice and he does kissy-face and he sometimes puts his thing in my
butt, but he won't try making an baby in me until he's married to Mommy.
 Mommy isn't going to marry anyone for a long time.  She and Daddy were
sweethearts from third grade on.  That's when Mommy told Grandma Wilson
"I hope you like Adam Chambers because I'm going to marry him." 

+Your mother is a Wilson? 

+@Yes.  Do you think we're family? 

+Does your mother have a family tree chart? 

+@Yes.  And there's one funny name on it: Starman. 

Thump!  Thump! 

"Are you girls OK?" 

""Sheila is family?"" 

"So that's what caused you to fall." 

"They can hear us?" 

"Sheila, they can hear anyone who is close to them and family that's
some distance away - how far we don't yet know.  Yes, it's possible that
Sheila is family.  We need to check the family trees and see if it's the
same Wilson family." 

""Can we check it now?"" 

"Do they always talk like that?" 

"Only when excited or scared." 

""Can we check it now?"" 

"They did it again!" 

"Not yet.  First we need to record how much weight you could lift and
how much of that weight you could control.  We also should record how
long you were able to hold the weight up, as well as how long you were
able to hold yourself up." 

"But I didn't get to do myself, Mr. Wilson.  I was too busy talking to
you." 

"Sheila, you try lifting yourself while Molly and Sarah put the weights
back on their stand.  Yes, you two can do it with your minds, but only
one piece at a time and only on the side of the stand closest to you." 

"Where do I put my 'hands'?" 

"Lie down and I'll show you.  One under your shoulders, like this.  The
other under your knees, like this." 

"OK.  It feels weird.  Am I off the mat?" 

"Yes. You're off the mat.  Very gently, move toward me.  WHOA! STOP!
You need that magic word so I can 'think' a stop to you.  Your magic
word is 'popcorn'." 

"That doesn't sound very magic." 

"Neither do candlestick or teapot." 

"Oh - so other people won't think there's something special about the
word?" 

"Very good!  It seems we have another smart girl with us today." 

"My Daddy used to say I was smart.  Wah!  Boo-Hoo!  I miss my Daddee!" 

"Sheila, let me hold you and rub your back.  I can tell what you want
from the look on your face, but that must wait until we're back in our
quarters." 

"You know I want to ..." 

"Yes, I know exactly what you want.  Molly, Sarah.  Time to go.  Sheila
needs some care that she can't get here." 

+Will you make a baby in her, Daddy? 

+That depends on what she needs.  Is it OK with you if I share our baby
making? 

+Yes, Daddy.  She really needs it. 

+.Yes, Poppy.  She needs it. 

+Do you want to watch? 

+No, Daddy.  She needs her private time. 

+.No, Poppy.  We'll find something to do.  If she has a really big
orgasm, we'll know it. 

+Thank you for being so understanding. 

+She's family, Daddy.  We always take care of family. 

+We don't know that yet. 

+Her being scared 'feels' just like Sarah did when she was in the
G-O-O-D. 

+.Molly's right, Poppy.  I think she's family too. 

+Open the door for me? 

+Yes, Daddy.  Take her to the big bed.  We'll go to the other bedroom. 

+Thank you girls. 

"Sheila.  Sheila?  Sheila!" 

"Huh!  What?  Where am I?  Oh, hi Mr. Wilson.  Did I go to sleep?" 

"Yes, you went to sleep while we were walking back to our quarters." 

"Now I remember.  I was talking about my Daddy and I started crying and
you rubbed my back and ..." 

"And you went to sleep.  I didn't want you asking for kissy-face and
making babies in the elevator." 

"Are we gonna do those things?" 

"If that's what you want." 

"Oh, yes!  Let's do it now!" 

"Think it might be easier without clothes?" 

+Popcorn! 

+@What? 

"Don't tear any more buttons off your shirt.  We have the rest of the
day and as much of the night as we need." 

"But I can't wait!" 

"You can wait and I'll make sure that you take things slowly and have
pleasure but not pain." 

"You sound like my Daddy." 

"Thank you, Sheila." 

"Why did you thank me?" 

"Because you gave me a great compliment." 

"What?" 

"If I sound like your Daddy then I must be caring for you as he did." 

"I guess you are.  Kiss me!  Rub my butt!  Make a baby in me!" 

"Not so fast.  I have to explore your body to see if you're ready to try
making a baby.  Come with me to the bathtub." 

"But I had a bath this morning." 

"Not for a bath but for the things being in warm water can do for your
body.  Water OK?" 

"Just right." 

"Do you know the parts of your body and how babies are made?" 

"Yes.  Mommy used a mirror to show me how I'm made and she gave me the
proper names for all the parts.  And she had Daddy show me his parts and
gave me the names for them." 

"That's a good start.  Lie back on me and let the water warm and soften
your vagina.  Have you ever put anything in it?" 

"Pointer finger.  It bled the first time but not after that.  Daddy said
when I was older he would put his finger in and if I stretched enough he
would put his penis in and try to make a baby but he died before ...
Wah! Boo-hoo!  I MISS MY DADDEE!" 

"Let me hold you, Sheila, and try to work my finger in." 

"Your finger is bigger than mine.  Won't it hurt?" 

"Not if you do what I say." 

"Are you sure?" 

"Is Molly pregnant?" 

"Yes.  OK, you can try.  I'll yell 'popcorn' if it hurts." 

"I may know that it hurts before you yell." 

"Really?" 

"I can 'feel' things with Molly and Sarah, so I can probably 'feel' what
you feel." 

"It feels good when you rub there.  Is that my clitoris?" 

"Yes, it is.  I want you to take a big breath and then blow it all out."


Ahh.  Whoosh. 

"I feel full!  Is our finger in all the way?" 

"Not yet.  Another big breath." 

Ahh.  Whoosh. 

"I'm even fuller!  Is that all of it?" 

"Almost.  Let me move it in and out slowly." 

"Oooh!  My nipples tingle!  Do me some more!" 

"Let me try my middle finger.  It's just a little bigger and just a
little longer." 

"I don't think I can get any fuller - and my boobies tingle.  Do me some
more!" 

"Kiss me, Sheila." 

And she sucks my tongue like she'll never let go.  Let's speed up the in
and out.  She's sucking in time with my finger.  Not what she wanted,
but I'll give her a fast orgasm to make her sleep - two fingers up her
butt. 

"Oh, wow!" 

And she's out.  Leave her naked for the baby-making she'll want when she
wakes but put a blanket over her.  Time to talk about lunch. 

"Molly, Sarah.  What do you want for lunch?" 

""Pancakes?"" 

"You both know better than that.  Look over the food list and see what
we might be able to fix." 

"Chicken enchiladas?" 

"Waldorf salad? 

"Tuna sandwich and a salad?" 

"PB&J?" 

"Do we have the ingredients for any of those things?" 

"PB&J isn't on the list everyday, so I guess we can't have that." 

"No fresh apples for the Waldorf salad.  The crunchy part is what I
like." 

"We have to make the tortillas for the enchiladas, but we have chicken
and spices." 

"We have tuna and bread.  There's a lot of canned or dried fruit - we
could have fruit salad." 

"Think we should wake Sheila and see what she would like?" 

"I thought you were gonna make a baby in her." 

"Maybe later.  First she needed some serious kissy-face and an orgasm to
make her sleep a while.  I think she'll feel better when she wakes." 

""I always do!"" 

"I know, that's why I thought it would be best for Sheila.  I'll go wake
her.  Sheila  Sheila?  Sheila?" 

"Huh?  Mr. Wilson?  Where am I?  Why am I naked?  Oh - I remember. I was
upset about Daddy and you did kissy-face with me and put your finger in
my vagina and when it started feeling really good you put your fingers
in my butt and I fainted.  Can we make a baby now?" 

"First get dressed; you can wear one of Molly's shirts until you sew the
buttons back on yours.  Molly and Sarah have some ideas for lunch but we
wanted you to tell us what you wanted to eat." 

"OK.  I'm dressed.  Let's eat and then make babies!" 

"Making babies will wait until bedtime.  I expect you to sleep a long
time after we do that.  Ingredients that we could make lunch from
include tuna and bread for sandwiches plus canned fruit for fruit salad
or we could make tortillas and fix chicken enchiladas." 

"Chicken enchiladas are my favorite!  Make tortillas?  How do you do
that?" 

"Molly, Sarah.  Sheila votes for enchiladas but wants to know how we
make tortillas.  Want to teach her?" 

""Yes!"" 

"They get excited about cooking?" 

"Yes.  Food tastes better when we make it.  Tortillas are like bread, so
we use some of the same ingredients that we use to bake bread." 

"Bake bread?  Don't you just get it at the 'store'?" 

"No bread at the store because it doesn't keep very long.  But the flour
and other things that bread is made from can keep a long time.  Sarah,
you get the mixing bowl and measuring stuff.  I'll get the things from
the pantry.  Daddy, I need your help with some of these things." 

"I know, Honey.  That bag of flour is almost as big as you are." 

"Poppy, I don't see the measuring spoons?  Did they get put on the top
shelf?" 

"Yes, Sweetie, they did.  Here you go." 

"Mr. Wilson, you have special names for Molly and Sarah.  Can you find a
special name for me?" 

"Sheila, that's something that happens when you're around a person for a
long time.  You find something about them that describes who they are.
I haven't been around you that much yet." 

"Daddy, are you gonna roll the tortillas out or can I?" 

"You may try.  Tell me if you need help." 

"I like being with you, Mr. Wilson.  You treat kids like people and let
them do fun stuff like cook!" 

"There are some limits on the cooking, Sheila.  If there's chance you
could get hurt, I'll do that part." 

"But Mommy doesn't let me do anything.  She thinks I'm too young to
help." 

"You can tell her about the things you did here and she might change her
mind." 

Does she need the 'family private' lecture? 

"I know, only the cooking things - not the baby-making or other 'family
private' stuff." 

"Girls, I think you may be right.  If Sheila can read my mind, she's
probably family." 

""Can we check now?"" 

"After we eat.  Any family connection will still be there an hour from
now." 

""OK."" 







"You're right, Mr. Wilson.  The food we fix tastes really good!" 

"If you're all finished, clear the table and Molly can start the family
tree program on the computer.  Sheila, do you remember your
grandfather's name?  Your Grandpa Wilson." 

"He's Alonzo Bristol Wilson." 

"Think it to me Sheila so I can see the spelling." 

+@Alonzo Bristol Wilson 

"OK, it's searching.  Daddy, he's my first Daddy's first cousin.  What
does that make me and Sheila?" 

"You're definitely cousins - click on the 'Relationship Chart' button to
see." 

"That's good enough for me - I love having more family!" 

"I'm related to you?" 

"Yes, you're family.  Your grandfather and Molly's grandfather were
brothers so you two are cousins." 

"Mommy didn't think we had any family here.  I gotta tell her!" 

"You'll see her tomorrow.  We'll print out a chart that you can take to
show her." 

"I like being in this family - there's always something fun or
interesting happening!" 

"We like having you in the family, too, Sheila." 

"Since Molly's my cousin, can I call you 'Uncle George'?" 

"Ask your mother if it's OK, but I'll be happy for you to call me 'Uncle
George'." 

"Thank you, Uncle George!" 

"Daddy, when does school start?" 

"On Monday.  Would you like to see our new classroom?" 

"Can we choose our seats?" 

"No, we'll start the year with everyone in alphabetic order.  The class
is small, so if the students are well-behaved, we may let you change the
seating arrangement." 

"Alphabetic order - that means we're at the back of the class, Molly." 

"I know, Sarah." 

"Actually, you don't know and neither do I.  If the class is small,
there may only be a couple of rows of desks." 

"Desks?  You mean we'll be tied in one place all day?" 

"No, Honey.  That's just an easy way for a teacher to take attendance
and quickly learn the names and faces of kids he doesn't yet know." 

"But you already know a bunch of us..." 

"I know four of those in grades 1-3 by name and face and 'mind': Molly,
Sarah, Beth, and Sheila.  I know Lacey by face and name.  I know Jane by
name and face and mind, but she's in Bill Jackson's grades 4-5 class.
I've met Dr. Trang's daughter and Dr. Zhing's daughter but can't say
that I know them." 

"Are those all the kids?" 

"I think there are more.  Bill Jackson is checking the database to find
all the kids who are of school age.  Back to my question: want to see
your new classroom?" 

""Yes."" 

"They did it again, Uncle George." 

"Yes, Sheila, they're both excited about school." 

"Mommy said she thought school would be fun with you as a teacher, Uncle
George.  Can school really be fun?" 

"It is when my Daddy is the teacher.  He's always teaching me things
then telling me how smart I am." 

"Like what?" 

"Cooking.  I learned about hotdogs and burgers and we baked a cake .." 

"Mommy said there were no cakes in the store, but Beth said she had one
for her birthday.  Did you bake it?" 

"Daddy helped me and Sarah bake and ice the cake and he helped Jane and
Lacey and us decorate it." 

"Then he is a fun teacher!  Can we bake a cake for Mommy's birthday next
month?" 

"I think that can be arranged.  We might even have it as a class
project.  Can you girls tell Sheila why?" 

"We have to work with fractions, like 1/4 cup of something." 

"And we have to work with time, like stirring two minutes or baking 35
minutes." 

"Very good, smart girls." 

"A cake as class work!  What a fun way to learn things." 

"All things won't be that much fun.  You will learn states and their
capitals, multiplication tables, the names of continents and oceans... 

""But the fun stuff will make up for that."" 

"Uncle George?" 

"Yes. Sheila." 

"If I'm family, why can't I talk at the same time like Molly and Sarah
do?" 

"Perhaps because you haven't been with them enough.  Remember that they
are together almost all the time." 

"Almost all the time?" 

"Each one has her special time with me when she wants it." 

"Molly, Sarah.  Will you let your Daddy make a baby in me?" 

"I thought Mr. Jackson was taking care of her, Daddy." 

"Yes and no.  He does kissy-face and some of the other things with
Sheila, but he won't try to make a baby in her unless he's married to
her mother.  Sheila's Mommy and Daddy were sweethearts from third grade
on, so it will probably be several years before her Mommy marries
again." 

"OK with me, Daddy." 

"OK with me, Poppy." 

"Will you, Uncle George?" 

"First we'll explore how ready your body is to receive even part of a
penis.  If you are, then we will try." 

"Thank you, Uncle George!" 

SMOOCH! 

"I have a lot more kisses for you!" 

"OK, just remember that these things stay in our quarters - even 'Uncle
George' until your mother says it's OK." 

"I understand.  Kissy-face and everything is 'family private'.  I can
keep the secrets." 

"Good.  Let's go look at your classroom." 







"What's the big metal thing in the corner, Daddy?" 

"You go read the labels and tell me about it." 

"Hydroponic tank, 200 gallon. We're gonna grow stuff?" 

"What will we grow, Poppy?" 

"Look on the shelf to your left." 

"Tomato, grape.  We're gonna do the little tomatoes I love!" 

"And some other things that grow in a month or two." 

"Uncle George!  Uncle George!  Where did you get the map of our home
galaxy?" 

"Home galaxy, Sheila?" 

"Yes, Uncle George.  Right here, between the black hole and the double
sun." 

"Molly, Sarah.  Can you see the double sun?" 

"I can now that Sheila's pointed out what it looks like.  There's
another one here and here" 

"And two more over here, Poppy." 

We may going into space sooner than I thought. 

"Going into space, Uncle George?  I know you have the hydroponics to
grow food, but I haven't seen a spaceship." 

"Use this marker and draw a picture of the spaceship for me, Sheila." 

"OK, but I need three markers for the different sections of the ship.
The pilot is here.  The passengers are here.  The flyers sit in special
chairs around the outside and in a big X inside the ship, like this.
There's cargo space under this part and the hydroponics tanks go here." 

I must call Ed Mason about this.  My hypothesis just grew legs - well,
more like wings. 

Ring!  Ring! 

"Mason." 

"Ed. this is George.  Remember the mind powered ship I conjectured?
Come down to the school level to see a cutaway drawing." 

"What?  How? .." 

"Stop sputtering and come look." 

"OK, but this better be good." 





knock.  knock 

"Come in.  Ed, this is Sheila Chambers.  She can explain the drawing to
you." 

I probably had that same incredulous look the first time she went
through this explanation.  Now for our origin. 

"Show him our home galaxy, Sheila." 

"It's right here between the black hole and the double sun." 

"She's right about the symbols on the map.  How do you know, Sheila?" 

"It's just obvious from the map.  But some things aren't exactly right.
This sun should be here and this black hole is really two black holes
that orbit each other.  Our planet was here, but a collision with a big
asteroid knocked it out of orbit.  We had enough warning to build ships
and train people and we went out looking for other planets we could live
on.  Earth is one of those planets.  Uncle George is a flight master
who's in charge of a bunch of ships.  Molly and Sarah are security
forces and can be flight masters when they have more experience.  Beth
is a flyer; Jane is a captain of flyers.  I'm a captain of pilots.  I
think Mr. Mason might be a captain of gardeners." 

"George, I need a chair.  You said the map might find pilots and
navigators and it appears you were right.  But the pilots appear to know
much more than that - my family members were successful farmers for
hundreds of years in many different areas.  How long before we tell the
other sites?" 

"Today.  It probably wouldn't keep past the first day of school, anyway.
 You only need one pilot in the group who can recognize 'home' for the
entire story to start coming out.  We'll schedule a sharing session with
all the sites we can still contact later today.  Plan for an hour or so
of presentation and at least an hour of questions.  Record this for
future reference and in case the other sites are able to restore comms.
I'll mark the globe with the 'starman' locations and combine the family
tree stories.   We need some heavy equipment in place for local demo at
each site.  Find some girls with blue-green eyes for that.  We also need
some blue-gray eyes at each site to read the star maps.  Have some teddy
bears out for the kids to practice TK with - once they see it, all of
them will want to try it.  The kids who have been hiding their TK
because they thought they were 'weird' can now be teachers.  Also get
some mats from the weight room so some of the girls can demonstrate
levitation."" 

"Wait.  Did Sheila call you 'Uncle George'?" 

"Yes, we traced her mother's line and found that Molly and Sheila are
cousins.  Sheila thinks that's adequate reason to call me Uncle George."


"Is there anyone here that you're not related to?" 

"I don't know.  What if all the people on the ship that crashed in 1710
were family?  If so, I'm distantly related to everyone here - and so are
you." 

Lots to get together - but I have some of the best help in the world.
I'll ask each girl to work on the part that interests her.  I'll take
the other items and pull their research into mine as needed. 

+What are we researching, Daddy? 

+.What can I do, Poppy? 

+@Me, too, Uncle George. 

"We'll start by making a list of things I want to share with the other
sites.  Sarah, as my 'attention to detail' girl, I know your writing is
very legible.  Use a marker and put things on the board.  You all heard
what I told Colonel Mason.  Use words for your suggestions so I don't
get bombarded with thoughts from all three of you at the same time." 

"You're just old and slow, Uncle George." 

""Don't say 'old'!"" 

"Why?" 

"'Cause I called him 'old man' and he spanked my bare butt!" 

"Really?" 

"Yes, and it really stung." 

"Sorry, Uncle George.  I won't say 'old' again." 

"OK. Back to the list." 

They were listening and they are incredibly organized. 

"I said something like that already but I like your words better." 

"Should we put items 1, 3, and 6 in their own list?" 

"Which machine was Beth on?  It has lots of parts and would look good." 

"We're done, Daddy." 

"Thank you, girls.  You worked very well together and did an excellent
job.  It's too early for an evening meal - would you like to go
swimming?" 

""Yes!"" 

"But I don't have a swim suit." 

"We can stop by the Commissary on the way and you can choose a new one,
Sheila." 

"Can it be a two piece?  Mommy always picks out one piece suits." 

"Yes, it can be a two piece - and as tiny as you're comfortable with.
Since we're not outside, there's no worry about sunburn on skin that
hasn't been uncovered before." 

"Will you help me try it on?" 

"If that's what you want.  Did any of you bring your RFID tag?" 

""No."" 

"Yes, Uncle George." 

"Then we'll use your tag, Sheila." 

"Can we look for new suits too, Daddy?" 

"Yes, Honey, but you need to look in the pre-teen maternity section -
you'll need my RFID tag to get in.  I think Sarah might still be OK in a
regular suit - maybe something like the yellow bikini that I like so
well." 

"You'll like it, Sarah - it looks like some string and three postage
stamps!" 

"That doesn't cover much!  Can I really wear it, Poppy?" 

"Yes, Sweetie, you may wear it." 

"Uncle George, do they have any postage stamp bikinis here?" 

"Why don't you look on this aisle." 

"They got a bunch of two piece suits!  I like this one with yellow polka
dots." 

"Then try it on." 

"Will you help me, Uncle George?" 

"Yes, Sheila." 

+@Does the door lock? 

+Yes. 

+@Can we do kissy-face and you rub my butt? 

+Yes, but you won't get the good feeling.  If you faint in here you
won't wake up in time to go swimming. 

+@OK.  Just a little good feeling? 

+Get naked so you can try on the suit. 

+@I'm naked! 

+Popcorn!  Don't "yell". 

+@Sorry, Uncle George.  I just can't wait to have you make me feel good.


+Only a little - you need to be awake. 

+@OK.  Kiss me.  Suck my tongue.  Rub my butt. 

+One at a time or all at once? 

+@All at once unless you're too old.  Why are you turning me across your
knees?  Are you gonna kiss my bu.. 

SWAT! 

"Ouch!" 

SWAT! 

"Ouch!  Why did you do that?  Oh, Molly said that saying 'old' got her
spanked.  Sorry, Uncle George.  I really, really won't do it again." 

Swat.  Swat.  Swat. 

"Those didn't hurt." 

"They weren't intended to hurt but to be a reminder." 

"I'll remember.  Can we still do kissy-face?" 

"Only a little.  Snuggle up and put your legs around me.  Give me your
tongue." 

+@Give me your tongue. 

Guess she's had some practice - she's sucking much stronger than the
first time we did this.  A gentle rub of her butt and she sucks harder.
A firm squeeze and she humps my stomach.  There's something wonderful
about the feel of a firm little girl butt. 

+@Put your finger in me! 

+Popcorn!  Don't "yell". 

+@Sorry, but I love the way you touch me. 

+Our time is up.  Put the suit on and let me look at you. 

"It doesn't cover much.  I think I'll be embarrassed to go out in it." 

"You've worn a lot less with me.  Just think about how much I like
seeing all this beautiful girl skin and you'll be fine.  Want to show
Molly and Sarah or surprise them at the pool?" 

"I wanna wait and surprise them." 

"Give me the tags.  We'll scan them as we leave the Commissary.  Put
your other clothes back on to hide the bikini." 

"Poppy, which swim suit did Sheila pick?" 

"She wants that to be a surprise when we get to the pool.  Scan the
tags, Sheila, and we'll go swim.  What did you find, Molly?" 

"We're both gonna be surprises, too.  You can see them at the pool." 

"OK.  Scan the tags and we'll go." 







"Sheila, the changing room is over there!" 

"Don't need it; already have my suit on." 

"That's a tiny suit!" 

"It's like yours, Sarah, except it's blue instead of green." 

"Oh, I guess you're right.  I couldn't see how much it showed in the
back.  Should I put my jeans back on?" 

"No.  Uncle George likes bare skin so let's rub it all over him." 

"Yes!" 







"Throw me up in the air, Daddy?" 

"Sorry, Honey.  No hard knocks or bounces for our pregnant girls." 

"Does that mean me, too, Poppy?" 

"Yes, Sweetie.  You too." 

""That's no fun!"" 

"You can use the low slide to get something like the same feeling but
the drop is small enough to not be a concern.  You can also try lifting
yourselves out of the water with your minds." 

"I'm trying, but the water is stuck to me, Uncle George." 

"Let go, Sheila, and let yourself float.  Now put your 'hands' under
your shoulders and knees and slowly lift your body, not any of the water
around it." 

Whoosh!  SPLASH! 

"What happened?" 

"Remember that I said 'slowly'?  You lifted yourself but you put the
same force behind it as when you were trying to lift the big block of
water.  You just popped out of the water like a cork." 

""How did you do that Sheila?  I wanna try it!"" 

"First put your 'hands' below your body instead of against your
shoulders and knees.  Try to lift that." 

"There's a lot of water there and it's heavy!" 

"Not put your 'hands' against your shoulders and knees but lift as hard
as last time." 

Whoosh!  SPLASH! 

"It works, Poppy!" 

"Can I try it, Daddy?" 

"Yes, but don't lift quite so hard.  I'll also try to catch you as you
come down and cushion your fall." 

Whoosh!  Splash! 

"Not as big a splash as Sarah or Sheila..." 

"No, but Sheila isn't pregnant and Sarah isn't carrying twins.  You can
do some of the same things, but we must temper fun with caution." 

"I know, Daddy - you're keeping all your girls safe." 

"As much as I can." 





"I'm hungry." 

"Me, too." 

"Me, three." 

"What would you like to eat?" 

"Chicken enchiladas." 

"Pancakes." 

"Eggs and bacon." 

"Molly, Sarah.  Which of those things are on your list?" 

"The chicken enchiladas if you use that special recipe and we have some
veggies with it.  Maybe some fruit for dessert?" 

"What list, Uncle George?" 

"When a girl is pregnant, she needs to have a proper mix of foods to
keep her and her babies healthy.  Your mother made the list for Molly;
now Sarah is also following the list." 

"Eating from a list sounds boring." 

"Sometimes it is, but sometimes Daddy finds special things that we can
have that are fun - like the special enchiladas and sometimes pancakes
with peanut butter for breakfast." 

"This is a fun family.  I wanna stay with you, Uncle George!" 

"That is something only your mother can decide, Sheila.  We're back in
our quarters.  Into the shower.  Wash your hair and your bodies." 

""Will you wash us?"" 

"Me, too?" 

"Yes, but don't splash all over me." 

"If you get naked, we can wash you too!" 

"I don't know if I'll survive an attack by three little love monsters." 

"We won't be too bad, Daddy.  We'll save the squirt 'cause we know
Sheila wants you to make a baby in her." 

"Did you tell them, Uncle George?" 

"No.  They 'heard' everything you thought today.  There are no secrets
in this family." 

"Will they 'hear' us when we make a baby?" 

"Yes, but they don't ever tell 'family private' things to other people."


"You getting in the shower with us is 'family private' too, isn't it,
Uncle George?" 

"Yes, Sheila." 

"Can you make a baby in me now?" 

"No, we'll do that in bed.  I don't want to be drying off a wet and
unconscious little girl.  If you faint in bed, I can just pull the sheet
up over you and let you sleep the rest of the night." 

"But what will Molly and Sarah do?" 

"It's been a long day and I think both of them will only get a back rub
to put them to sleep.  OK, girls?" 

"Yes, Daddy." 

"Yes, Poppy." 

"Let's get you dried off. When you get your jammies on, you can help fix
supper.  Molly and Sarah know where things are so they can get the
ingredients out and all three of you can help with the measuring and
mixing." 









"I'm full, Poppy." 

"Me too, Daddy." 

"Me three, Uncle George." 

"Clear the table and go brush your teeth.  Molly, Sarah.  Lap time for a
back rub." 

""OK."" 

The long slow strokes that always worked on Molly also work on Sarah.
Wonder if it's something that works on any little girl or if it's
something inherited from the Wilson side or maybe it's related to the
genetic conditioning.  Don't think I'll have an opportunity to find out
- the probability of anyone still being alive outside is getting slimmer
so I'll probably never see a little girl who isn't part of the
repopulate project.  They're both out.  Ease Molly down on the bed
first, then Sarah.  Cover them up and a fatherly goodnight kiss for
each. 

"That was quick Uncle George.  My Daddy could get me to sleep that fast
but not with a back rub!" 

"We can try the back rub another time if you want.  If you want to make
a baby, let's get in the bathtub and explore whether your body is ready
to try it." 

"But I just had a shower!" 

"The shower was to get the chlorine from the pool off your skin and
hair.  The warm water in the bathtub is to relax you and allow your body
parts to stretch.  Lie down on me.  I think you told me that your mother
showed you how you're made and named the parts?" 

"That's right, Uncle George.  I like being skin to skin with you in the
warm water!" 

"I thought you would.  Spread your lips and put pointer finger in." 

"That's very easy when I'm wet and warm." 

"Then let me try my finger again.  If you want to make a baby, we need
to stretch you enough for at least a little of my penis to enter your
vagina." 

"But isn't it bigger than your finger?" 

"Yes.  But Molly and Sarah are no bigger than you and both of them are
pregnant." 

"Oh.  So you can make a baby without it hurting a lot?" 

"Probably without it hurting any.  Lie back on me.  Take a long deep
breath and let it out." 

Ahh.  Whoosh. 

"Is your finger in all the way?  It doesn't hurt, but I feel full." 

"Almost all the way.  Another deep breath." 

Ahh.  Whoosh. 

"I'm even fuller but it doesn't hurt.  Can you put your penis all the
way in?" 

"No, not all the way for a long time - maybe when you're nine or ten. It
only needs to be in a little bit to squirt the semen inside you." 

"Do it!" 

"First you sit up and turn to face me.  Use one hand to open the lips of
your vagina and the other hand to center me in that opening." 

"And then squeeze down all the way?" 

"No, don't squeeze down at all.  This is all about feeling safe and
loved and we'll do things slowly and gently so it never hurts." 

"But it has to be in to make a baby!" 

"Only the semen has to make it to your womb.  My penis only needs to be
in far enough to ensure that all the semen goes inside you." 

"But Mommy said.." 

"Your Mommy was describing what has always been the case.  Our
genetically altered little girls do things differently.  Six year olds
weren't supposed to get pregnant, but Molly and Sarah are.  Six years
olds weren't supposed to have multiple babies but Molly is carrying
twins.  A penis has always had to get close to the womb to deliver the
semen to the right place, but that wasn't the case for Molly or Sarah.
Do you have me in the right place?" 

"Yes." 

"I want you to stroke me slowly and gently with both hands.  We can do
some kissy-face and I'll rub your nipples." 

+@I'm getting all tingly in my vagina and my nipples.  Do me some more! 

+Popcorn.  Don't "yell".  Molly and Sarah are asleep but yelling may
wake them up. 

+@OK. But will you do me some more? 

+Yes little love monster number 3. 

+@Why am I number 3? 

+Because Molly and Sarah are numbers 1 and 2. 

+@Suck my tongue.  Rub my nipples. 

+Remember to keep stroking me. 

+@It feels bigger when I pull on it like this. 

+The head swells a little when you do that, so it feels bigger. 

+@I'm tingly all over!  I know - don't "yell" - but is feels so good. 

+If you faint, do you want to sleep with me in your butt?  You won't
know it but we'll be snuggled as close as we can get. 

+@I'll know when I wake up.  The tingle is getting better!  Ooops.  I
can't help "yelling" - it's never felt this good before. 

+Just a few more strokes and I'll squirt in you. 

+@Do it! 

I did and you're unconscious.  I enjoyed that but you probably won't
remember much of it.  My traitor is doing his usual early withdrawal.
Even if it's only a half inch, I'd like to maintain the penetration on
my timetable.  Nothing to wipe up - these snug little bodies are almost
like a bottle with a screw on cap - maybe that should be screw in cap?
Dry her and put her down on the rug.  Dry me then pick her up and put
her in bed.  The lotion is on the table by the bed.  A little on me; a
little on and in her.  In gently - and gently is more than half my
erection.  Maybe a little gentle motion will give me relief as well.
Reach around and rub a tiny but hard nipple.  Reach down and rub her
clitoris - she's moving and moaning and the motion is enough for me to
ejaculate again!  Sweet relief - and sweet little body as my relief
tube.  I think she had another small orgasm but she's totally out of it
now - no response when I lift her arm or leg - they just drop back down.
 I relieved one erection but thinking about her has given me another
one.  I promised  her I would sleep inside her so a little more lotion
and back inside we go.  I could enjoy this for hour... 



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